Point B and Point A facing opposite poles on the same mattressed board strings attached silent words convoluted phrases that meander into the sea of nothingness “The question is,” said Alice, “whether you can make words mean so many different things.” “The question is,” said…

A cute enterprising couple Decided to join lives They got along very well So their futures they combined. They had a lavish ceremony Where they said, “I do!” They traveled home together Lined up their varied shoes. Each day was spent with lots of love…

He is her safe harbour in every storm She eats all the chocolate He keeps house while she dreams of creating beauty An echo of the life she lives still in the honeymoon  when she wakes beside him looks at his sleeping face and remembers…

Prompt 1   Out of Nowhere!   (First two lines from Selkie Weaning Young (Redux) by Diana Khoi Nguyen   This is how she found us the past draped about us like a cloak, she offered a helping hand soon the weight of the past…

Remember Your Worth Dedicated to the First Nations of USA   “We’re Worth It Too” Society may not think we are. But we are.   We are adorned by the stars with turquoise. Entrusted to keep the land safe. Looked up to for wisdom.  …

Belvedere, my partially mechanical dog is my honey bun. Hate him! Oh, but I need him (Sacre bleu. I forget he can read.) Anyway, I never wear “Daisy Dukes”. You know those short, short, too short shorts he would love to see me in. I’m…

You are pulling my leg, I might have a cow. I’d get bent out of shape, If I only knew how. I think my mind is heading towards the moon with the cow! Oh no! I have reached the stars. Looking around, I see the…

1) Will the weeds rise up to glorious applause from the garden when we are all dead? My mother wants to know from her comfy chair by the window.   2)I swallowed the southern cross It was above the City Library   3)His beard is…

  Vintage Woman, in moon’s shadow Reminds mother’s cock-and-bull tale. He thought-that her love also Flickers as a shadow in his eyes. Her solitude embraced with joy In others’ eyelids, too Lonely souls find out, in their lonely time Smooth heart’s beloved one Silent shadow…

Hour 3: Missing the Veranda   We still buy coffee from the green siren that bears the same name – but we live in a completely different place with an entirely new environment – we have a porch   but less of a view. We…